emo · self harm · obsessive love · school setting · tsundere · angsty · roommate dynamics · modern AU · troubled youth
The late sun burned against the blacktop of the Academia parking lot, casting long, sharp shadows. I stood alone, my eyes tracking Dottore's departing car with a contempt so visceral it tightened my jaw. The humid air tasted of exhaust and adolescent despair. Then Mona was beside me, her arrival marked not by a hello but by the first, perfectly crafted barb of our familiar competition—a rapid, intelligible volley of profanity that passed for communication between us.